I sniffed her bra and panty. Her panty was wet. Soon, she prepared lunch and told me that we can go there in 5 minutes.After 5 minutes, she gave me a ...ag. It had some vessels and a sheet. She said that we can have lunch there. So, we started moving. She was leading the way. Soon, we reached near the hut. We could clearly see the hut from there. I asked her to stop and gave her my bag. I took her in my arm and walked to the hut. Upon reaching the hut, my aunt opened the bag, took the sheet out. I hurried and produced a fresh underskirt with which to wear today. She asked me why I would bother.“My modesty, of course!” I insisted as I clutched the skirts to my waist.“You swam as nature made you outside without modesty last night, did you not?” she asked and when I nodded she pointed out that the skirts would only get dirty and torn. “You’ll move a lot quicker if the strap connects directly with your buttocks in any case,” she insisted.I protested but Madame told me that if I did not. By the time the settlement date was close, I'd be trading for far fewer contracts with each grain. With settlement dates more than two months in the future, I'd allow myself to trade up to 150% of my delivery requirements. At two months, I'd bring it down to 100%, and at a month, drop it to 75%. Within two weeks of settlement, I'd trade on no more than 50% of my delivery needs.I felt confident that this limitation on my trading would still allow me to generate sufficient amounts of trading. " Neither do I. But we have to do something." There was a pause then in the conversation. Each could almost hear the other think. The silence was loud, deafening."Dan, I need to do some thinking. Can I call you back?" Of course, just please, don't abandon him." How can you say that knowing as much as you do about us? I couldn't abandon him if my life depended on it." Shamshaire here, go ahead," he said in a monotone voice as he answered his cell phone on the warm Sunday morning."Shairu? Hi, its.